The Koopalings go to the Doctor

Morton

Bowser looks up as Roy thunders out the door and stomps towards the waiting room area. Without speaking a word, the koopaling plops down on the chair, although he appears agitated. Bowser sighs; he knows by Roy's behavior that he did something to the doctor, and he's afraid to find out what.

Can this day get any worse?

"Morton Koopa?"

"I'm here!" Morton zooms towards the nurse. The nurse smiles as she leads Morton to the same exam room Roy and Wendy were in. He notices the destroyed Axem Rangers action figures and cringes.

"Hello, Morton... It's Morton, right?" Dr. Bolstad greeted.

"Yep! That's me!" Morton stated, "Nice to meet you!"

Dr. Bolstad smiled, "You're much better and more mannered than your brother and sister were."

"They creep me out, honestly," Morton replied, "Wendy's too loud and it hurts my ears! And Roy destroys all my stuff!"

"I've experienced both," the doctor sighed as he eyes the action figures, "But let's get started with your vitals. Please relax your arm so I can get an accurate reading.

Morton relaxes his arm, and the doctor wraps the blood pressure monitor around it.

"Your blood pressure's a tad high; 120 over 90. That's borderline hypertension, I'm afraid," the doctor stated, "I recommend you do some cardio workouts so it can be lower, but always ease into them. Also, watch out for cholesterol, sodium and saturated fats such as fatty meats; instead, eat more unsaturated fats, such as nuts or oils, and potassium such as potatoes or bananas."

"I like walking. Does that count?"

'Wow, one of these kids is actually taking my advice!' the doctor thought before nodding, "Yes, Morton. Do a brisk walk for at least 30 minutes every day, and your blood pressure should stabilize or even lower. I can also prescribe you some medication if conditions don't improve."

Morton nods, "Sounds good."

"Now, I want to take your weight. Please get on the scale over there."

Morton obliges and steps on the scale, where he weighs 517 pounds and an estimated 21 percent body fat.

"Uhh, I'm the largest in my family," Morton mentioned, "And I'm the tallest."

The doctor nods, "Let's measure your height... Umm, 6 feet, 10 inches. You're not terribly overweight and you're nowhere near obese, but I recommend substituting fatty meats for lean meats, such as ostro. Ostro will help prevent hypertension also, as I stated earlier."

"Ostro's pretty good," Morton nodded, "I'll do that."

Dr. Bolstad stammers, "Wow, thank you so much for your cooperation, Morton! You're the best patient of the day so far! But now, you need to get your update on the kooptitis shot."

At this point, Morton gets up and steps away from the doctor.

"Oh no, oh no no no no no! I'm not getting any vaccines, doc!"

The doctor sighed, "I knew it was too good to be true. What is it?"

"Vaccines are dangerous! They are a terrible hazard, and a means for ultimate control by the Mole People who live in tunnels on the Moon!" Morton argued, "Vaccines cause cancer, arthritis, scoliosis, diabetes, autism, lowered IQ, multiple sclerosis, fibromyalgia, Alzheimer's, Lou Gehrig's, cystic fibrosis, Huntington's, schizophrenia, osteoporosis, Parkinson's, cataracts, brain-eating amoebas, bipolar disorder and balance issues! Then the pharmacy companies, ran by the Subterranean Mole People, create "cures" to keep us under their control! It's all about control! It's all about "cures" instead of prevention! Wake up!"

Morton's eyes then widen.

"Wait... You're a Mole person... Disguised as a koopa! GET OFF OUR PLANET, MOLE! CURSED SHAPESHIFTER!"

"Most of those are genetic-"

"No! I read all that in my research! The medical industry is a scam! Vaccines are made to control us! And I refuse to be controlled!" Morton shouted as he exits the room and dashes back towards the lobby.

Dr. Bolstad shakes his head. If the best one of that family is an anti-vaxxer, he has a long day ahead of him.